When I was just about 13 I went to a birthday party where we watched poltergeist - that is a scary movie - to this day I have flashes of this film... the pork chop scene, the freakin' tree... the tv... LORD! And then... and then I had kids...
"Mom.... (long and drawn out...)"
What, hun.. what do you need....
"Mom, someone was sitting on my bed last night."
What...
"They were talking to me."
*And now... you have my full freakin' attention...*
Babe, what did they say to you?
"I don't know Mom."
Well if they come again, come and get me... ok...
"Ok, mom."
Yep - this terrified me... until I remembered who I'm married to...
"Psssstttt... April, wake up... there is someone in the house."
(I hear this - while I'm totally and completely asleep... but this comment awakens me like nothing else... - this would be a good fire alarm for me..)
"April - someone is in the house."
What... what... WHAT
"snoring... snoring... snoring"
That's right friends - my husband sleep talks - or rather sleep scares - as after these kinds of conversations he returns to sleep while I go through the whole house looking... searching.. just in case... - so weird stuff at night seems to run in this family - Kyle the sleep walker who talks while walking and scares the crap out of me and Michael the one with a sleep friend...
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I know I talk in my sleep, and will have full coherent conversations with you if you come in and talk to me (that I won't remember), but I don't think I've ever been accused of sleep-scaring. I don't envy you having to deal with that.
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